A winter  magic moment on the wings of seagulls  high
within the stillness of a forest an owl watches nigh
Floating snowflakes swivel, they are falling here and now    
while our little feathered friends, tweet their little sighs

Frosty light caresses, cardinals of red  
gently falling snow in the morning light
Bushy eyed white owls tufted in the snow
black and white woodpeckers,
peck and taps, alongside knock knock marks

Fairy spirits floating, dancing all about  
in a  magical cathedral, pure and pristine white
here the birds have silver tips and honey colored eyes
they always land in softly, with the cadence of the light.